(feat. K Blacka, Vldec & D)
[Chorus:]
Shout out to my essay, shout out,
Shout out to my essays. (amigos)
Chip it by the low,
Ship it by the low,
Shout out to my essay.,
Man, that n***a got me stained,
All these n***as can't know me.
'Cause we keep a lot of money.
Man, we stand on these n***as so hard.
Couldn't look anywhere.
Front whip, wouldn't pull up.
Ew, awe, hey, take a trip.
Flying out to Mexico.
My essay's got it planned out.
He sent 'em back,
Got sending cash,
Everybody come with their hands out.
I'm shipping it all, I sell it all,
Y'all n***as here, aren't worth it,
You see why I came, said?
T H E n***ars can't even see my essay,
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Trunk full of bricks,
That amigo gang got plumped prices,
Free Mario, 94 b**h,
Real dope boy, like my cousin, not a snitch.
You know I know essay,
And essay, he bring most stuff,
It gonna cost you more if I bring
The finger for her.
'Cause I don't trust my lawyers,
This whole world is of lawyers.
These bloods still in order,
Most of them cost you,
Everyday a payday.
Counting with my essay,
And we counting a [?]
I know the police watching,
My essay got me toppling.
I'm in the hood, shopping,
You want some slag, I got it!
You want some bricks, then count it.
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